. Outside Xianyu Mountain, Huaxiang sat on his mother's grave and pondered. After burying his mother, Huaxiang had no relatives. "Maybe the only father whom he had never met was still his relative." Huaxiang touched the ancient jade pendant in his arms and thought to himself that this jade pendant was the only relic left to him by his mother. In order to bury his mother, Huaxiang sold all the valuable things in the family. Now he is poor and has no hatred for his father Huaxiang before, but his mother's death forced Huaxiang to hate him. Although his mother never mentioned his father's affairs, Huaxiang, who has been gossiped about since childhood, can roughly understand his mother's past experiences. So Huaxiang hated this irresponsible man, if it were not him, why would the most important person in his mother's heart leave him because of illness?

When Huaxiang woke up from her meditation, it was already sunset. Looking at the towering Xianyu Mountain, Huaxiang stood up and bowed to her mother's grave, stood up and said, "Mom, I will live well. One day I will find that unfaithful person, I will definitely come to my mother's grave to admit my mistake." Then I turned around and walked down the mountain.

When he returned home, it was already evening. Looking at the empty home, Huaxiang couldn't help but feel disappointed. He walked into his mother's room and smelled his mother's former smell. Huaxiang shook his head mockingly, lying on the bedside where his mother had once lying at the bright moon outside the window. Before he knew it, Huaxiang fell asleep. The recent incident made Huaxiang too tired.

Life still lived as usual until Huaxiang was thirteen years old. When Huaxiang woke up, the scene in front of her shocked Huaxiang. She was actually in a strange room. The decorations in the room looked like a wealthy family. "Are you dreaming?" Huaxiang thought in her heart and couldn't help but pinch herself, but the pain from her hands made Huaxiang understand that this was the fact. She remembered that she was still on the head of her mother's bed when she was sleeping. Did she be kidnapped? Thinking of this, Huaxiang immediately stood up. Just then, the door suddenly opened, and three people walked in, two big men with a secluded appearance, and one white beard

The old man. When he saw someone coming in, Huaxiang's first reaction was to run away. However, two big men grabbed Huaxiang and picked it up. Seeing Huaxiang struggled, the old man smiled and said, "Hurry up, take him to the lobby, the master is waiting." After saying that, the two big men carried Huaxiang like a chicken. No matter how Ren Huaxiang resisted, it was futile. Huaxiang was very smart since childhood. Although there was no such experience, books were not read in vain. The various classics he read since childhood made Huaxiang mature precocious than children of the same age. Seeing that resistance was useless, he gasped and said, "Let go, I will leave myself. Who are you? Why did you catch me here."

Seeing that Hua Xiang stopped resisting, the white-bearded old man reached out and signaled the two villains to let go, and then said, "Don't ask so much now, just be honest with us."

So two big men walked behind, afraid that Huaxiang would make some tricks, so the old man led the way out of the room, led Huaxiang around for half an hour before walking to the lobby that the old man said. At this time, Huaxiang realized that he had not been kidnapped, because this family was definitely not an ordinary big mansion, and Huaxiang had not seen a large mansion before. For example, Mr. Wang's house in the outer city was already the largest mansion that Huaxiang could contact. If the old man in front was not leading the way, Huaxiang suspected that he would

He would be lost here, Huaxiang couldn't help but think: "What a big garden, it's really a beautiful place to travel in the painting, with a distant window on all sides. Only Kunming Lake is vast, and the gulls are leisurely under the smoke and waves. Compared with this, Mr. Wang's mansion is nothing but bright moon and beads. What is their purpose? How could such a big family come to me, a poor boy?" Thinking of it, Huaxiang could only smile bitterly, and finally relieved, leaving it to fate. So he walked into the hall with the old man.

Entering the hall, I saw a crescent-colored dress on the main seat, with gorgeous patterns embroidered with green silk on the clothes, square jaw, clear eyes, sword eyebrows slanted, and the whole face looked very handsome, but the whole person felt majestic, with a hint of fearful majesty in his eyes. He held a cup of tea in his hand and tasted something with a luxurious woman opposite him, and there was also a lot of people with different ages. After entering, the old man said to the middle-aged man on the main seat, "Master, I have brought it."

Huaxiang and the other four walked in. Everyone around stared at Huaxiang, with a bad look in their eyes. The middle-aged man on the main seat put down the tea in his hand and looked directly at Huaxiang. Huaxiang happened to meet the middle-aged man's gaze. Huaxiang felt that the middle-aged man's eyes were like a mountain, a majestic mountain that could not be shaken, full of desolation and vicissitudes. It seemed that he was about to see through him at a glance, which made people feel cold all over. The bad eyes around him made Huaxiang feel like he entered an ice cellar, but Huaxiang's stubborn personality made Huaxiang still look at the middle-aged man without squinting.

Looking at the thirteen-year-old child who dared to look at him, a hint of admiration appeared in the middle-aged man's eyes. He looked away and sipped the tea, signaling the woman next to him. The woman looked at Huaxiang with an unkind look and said, "Butler Liu, let's start when we are here." Seeing the middle-aged man's eyes away, Huaxiang finally breathed a sigh of relief, but the bad eyes around him and the contemptuous eyes of the woman just now made Huaxiang angry. But Huaxiang knew that if he was angry now, Huaxiang would not have any doubts that he would be beaten to death like a bitch and thrown out and no one would care about it. Huaxiang has seen such things in books and seen a lot in reality. I still remember that when I was at Mr. Wang's house, a small servant accidentally broke one of Mr. Wang's favorite vases and was dragged out and beaten half to death, so Huaxiang could only bear it.

"Yes, madam," said Mrs. Liu to the two servants: "Go and bring up the prepared things."

Hearing the words of Butler Liu, the two servants immediately brought a large bowl of water and placed it in the center of the lobby. There was a dagger next to it. Seeing the servant bringing things up, the middle-aged man stood up, stroked his sleeves, slowly walked to the table and picked up the dagger, shook it, and then cut it into his hand. Suddenly, a drop of blood-red blood fell into the water in the bowl, and the blood condensed into a drop of drop in the water and did not float. Seeing the middle-aged man's behavior, Hua Xiang couldn't help but feel cold.

After the blood dripping, the middle-aged man looked at Huaxiang without blinking and said, "Let him do it."

At this time, Huaxiang finally understood why. The four words "blood test" sounded in Huaxiang's heart, but Huaxiang didn't understand what it had to do with this middle-aged man and even this family? Could it be... Huaxiang began to be sure of his thoughts in his heart. Could it be that the one sitting in the hall was the father who made his mother wait day and night and wait until death without regretting it?

In order to prove his thoughts, Huaxiang walked towards the table without hesitation, with a trace of determination on her face. Under the unexpected gaze of everyone, she picked up the dagger and cut it into her hand. A drop of blood flowed down and fell into the bowl. At this time, the lobby was silent, and only the dripping sound could be heard.

With a "drip", the people around him looked at the bowl with different eyes, and the expressions on their faces seemed to change.

Seeing Huaxiang's actions, the middle-aged man couldn't help but be moved. His eyes were no longer so cold and fierce. Then he stared at the bowl. The expression on his face seemed to be looking forward to something.

Slowly, the blood in the two places in the bowl began to change, moving closer as if attracted to each other, and finally merged together under the gaze of everyone.

Seeing the two drops of blood merged together, everyone's expressions were different, especially the luxurious woman, who became ugly in an instant, but it was fleeting and immediately replied. At this time, Huaxiang couldn't calm down in her heart, staring at the middle-aged man with no joy in her eyes, but deep hatred.

The middle-aged man also looked at Huaxiang at this time. Seeing Huaxiang's eyes, the middle-aged man couldn't help but feel cold in his heart. He sat back to his original position and said, "From now you will be the descendant of my Xiao family. You used to be Huaxiang, so now you will be Xiaoxiang.
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